The Madness of Fingertips

After Xia Feng transmigrated, his heart was mysteriously removed.
In its place, a defective demon heart capable of sustaining life only for eighteen years was implanted. 
This is a magical heart that can sync with the power level of its target.
To stay alive, he bound himself to the ultimate villain of the future, a Destructive Witch who was destined to destroy the world.
The stronger the Destructive Witch becomes, the stronger he becomes!
Thus, Xia Feng realized, it's not my fault for stirring up trouble: "Miss Witch, I admit you're strong, but not strong enough!"

I Bound Myself to a Destructive Witch

"He's a fine one to guarantee with pounding on his chest, saying that he absolutely wouldn't let the summoning ritual succeed—damn his dog fart promise!"


"White Dragon, that's enough!" Director Xuanwu frowned and scolded in a low voice, "Now is not the time for assigning blame and complaining. The priority is to see what the situation at the scene is like, and whether Xia Feng is still alive!"


The semi-transparent Xuanwu Domain quietly dissipated.


About twenty people from the Holy Department took to the air, flying toward Ping Shan Hospital, but Zhao Jie and the Death Hand of the Divine Evil Association also rose up, blocking the way of the group.


Zhao Jie grinned: "Lord Xuanwu, this place is hardly one where you can come and go as you please, is it?"


Even if he didn't know the specific situation at Ping Shan Hospital, it was always right to buy some time for Prince.


86. Master, I am not stupid